A nurse took the tired, anxious Soldier to the bedside.
'Your son is here,' she said to the old man. She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened.
Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly saw the young uniformed Soldier standing outside the
oxygen tent. He reached out his hand. The Soldier wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones, squeezing
a message of love and encouragement.
The nurse brought a chair so that the Soldier could sit beside the bed. All through the night the young Soldier sat there
in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength. Occasionally, the nurse
suggested that the Soldier move away and rest awhile.
He refused. Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Soldier was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital
- the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings, the cries and moans of the
Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said nothing, only held tightly to his son all through
the night. Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Soldier released the now lifeless hand he had been holding and went to
tell the nurse. While she did what she had to do, he waited.
Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the Soldier interrupted her.'Who was that man?' he
The nurse was startled, 'He was your father,' she answered.
'No, he wasn't,' the Soldier replied. 'I never saw him
before in my life.'
'Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?'
'I knew right away there had been a mistake,but I also knew he needed his son, and his son just wasn't here.When I realized
that he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son,knowing how much he needed me, I stayed.'
WE ARE NOT HUMAN BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE. WE ARE SPIRITUAL BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY
THIS IS WHAT WE ARE PUT ON THIS EARTH TO DO ANYWAY. RIGHT ?
GOD IS SO GOOD.